Sick

I should have treasured my sound not until I lost it. I am so sick these days that I was not able to speck a word. I felt bad and couldn't eat during the prom night. Now I got endless nasal mucus. It's not that bad to be not able to speak, but the worse thing is that I can't sing.  Listening to the music, I occasionally open my mouth trying to murmur the melody but it was awkward because I can't make any sound. I feel stupid about doing this. [> <] 

I went swimming with my dad this morning and sneezed every round when I got to the two ends of outfalls. It was great. I don't want to admit that I am sick because in the case I will never get well. Instead, I like to ignore it and do whatever I want as if I were not sick. Then it will recover quickly. [Then why you typed it down, Lucy. Ironic. Sounds like it's true all the time, but not this one.] "Choose to be optimistic, it feels better," Dalai Lama.